Sports.
Mood: Neurotic
Song: Tender by Blur
Book: The Painted Veil by W. Somerset Maugham
I’m beginning to understand how men can love to watch sports so much. There’s hardly any brain activity involved. Most times, you just follow the movement of a ball. Just one, single ball going back and forth, swing-a-ding-ding. Which, if you read between the lines deeply (or maybe not), you can also begin to understand the way most sports-watching men think.
For something completely different, work’s enjoyable so far. Waitressing. Now that’s something to ponder about. The complex interactions between boss-waitress-customer. Subtleties. Gurney plaza during football season. Eye candy galore.
